Honestly, to hell with MovableType

September 14th, 2007 Posted in 2007

…or maybe MovableType’s the shit, and my hosting package just sucks. Or maybe my hosting package is tits and I’m just functionally tech-illiterate. I refuse to quibble over semantics. The point is that I’ve spent the better part of three weeks trying to get MovableType (my old blogging software) rocking at my new, non-Cracked-hosted home, to mounting frustration and zero results. I’ve now got so many contradictory trouble tickets in with my hosting provider that I’m growing concerned about all of them getting resolved at once, resulting in my website becoming sentient—at which point I have little doubt it would hunt me, tramp-like, for sport in retaliation for my lack of updates.

So this is the middle ground: a new-car-smell, right-out-of-the-package WordPress blog, with my previous site available as a static archive. Honestly, to hell with all this tech nonsense: I’ve been itching to get back to a regular blogging schedule, and it gives me a migraine that I’ve ejaculated all my free time these past few weeks into my metaphorical own face with all this noodling around with templates and cgi-bins. If you want the old site, it’s there. If you’d like actual updates, tadah.

Granted, it doesn’t look like much at present; this is pretty much the default template WordPress hands out to any sub-literate with a desire to set the record straight on what Buffy character they most resemble. With any luck I’ll have it looking suitably me-like over the next few weeks.

I’ll also be starting up a columny-bloggy-type thing at Surreal Game Design, a designers’ blog written by all my new-car-smell, right-out-of-the-package coworkers at Surreal Software. I’m currently their game writer, meaning I write all the cutscenes and dialogue everybody tends to skip over to get to the next cool bit in the game. As you can imagine, this puts me somewhere between the janitor and the guy who delivers the sandwiches on the staff totem pole. I’m sure I’ll be writing plenty of navel-gazing wank about the state of storytelling in video games—or if I’m feeling particularly lazy, making a few easy jokes about fucking something small, furry and defenseless and calling it a night.

Alright, off to figure out how to make this blog template not look like shit. Talk to you soon!